I hate how he technically threw jack under the bus for saying that it’s stupid for fans to dig up old tweets and trying to hold them accountable for them because what Jack did was right. He was trying to draw a line when fans starting to create huge unnecessary drama online over something the boys said when they were young and naive like all of us once were. Yes, I get it, what they said might be offensive to some people but if you’re seriously getting hurt over something that was posted on social media, I personally think that you shouldn’t be on it in the first place.
Before you attack me saying about how I would never understand what the POCs feel, I would like to say that I’m not white. As a matter of fact, I’m a Chinese which I just realised are actually considered as POCs too?
My main point is—It’s incredibly wrong for fans to violate the privacy of their idols by digging up their old tweets and have been trying to cancel them because of that, even though they actually apologised but apparently most of the fans considered their apology to be insincere like wth? You guys should be grateful that they even responded to your requests for an apology because the reality is we are nothing more than fans of their music, not their life. We are the ones who chose to stan them so they don’t owe us anything.
Yes, they might not be as famous as they are now if it wasn’t for us fans but that doesn’t mean because we help them to pay their bills, we have the right to mind their businesses as well. Bear in mind that they, too, are human beings just like every single one of us, which means that they have feelings too and we will accomplish nothing but worsen their mental health if we keep bringing them down for something stupid that they did in the past. Plus, I’m sure that you won’t like that if people are doing the same to you too, do you?
It is pretty obvious that the boys have matured a lot over the years and from the fact that they heavily supported all the BLM movements and whatnot last year, it is proven that they have no hatred towards POCs, LGBTQ+, etc.
As a conclusion, I’m pissed that Jonah (+ Daniel and Corbyn) are doing Jack dirty by claiming that they don’t agree with him although it seemed like they did the opposite in the interview just because fans are mad at them online. I don’t care if they did this because they were afraid of losing fans or streams. In my opinion, this is such unmanly behaviour tch. Plus, I’m also disgusted by all the Twitter limelights. Stop stanning them if you want. That just proves that you’re not a real fan of their talent.
If you disagree with what I said, I’m sorry because I don’t live to please everybody boohoo how sad :’(
@chilling-seavey did I phrase everything right? Lol
summary: zach still feels things he wishes he didn’t
warnings: cursing
there is no better view
than watching you strip down after we argue
making it worth the pain that we go through
that smile on your face cause nobody knows you like i do
"Y/n!"
"What Zach? What do you want me to tell you?" You sounded exasperated. Having this fight with him for the third time this week made you wonder if the whole thing was really worth it.
"I want you to tell me that this is gonna work out! That we're gonna make it work, relationships need work y/n." He was mad, but he was also desperate.
"You're right, relationships do need work Zach, but this one isn't working. You can't force meant to be babe." His jaw clenched at your words, and so did your heart. It hurt to think about not being with him, but honestly, trying to be with him through the broken pieces of your relationship hurt even more.
"Don't tell me that." He mumbled. He looked into your tired eyes with his own.
You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth and let out a defeated breath. Zach took a step forward, grabbing your hips and pulling you closer.
"This isn't gonna work forever Zach." You told him, your eyes bouncing between his eyes and his lips.
"I know." He said through a breath, his voice husky.
His hands traveled up to rest under your shirt on your waist.
"You better kiss me quick Herron." You said lowly. Zach didn't say anything more. His lips were on yours as soon as you got your sentence out. His kisses were fast and feverish, his fingers hooking under the fabric of your t shirt and pulling your body flush against his.
He peeled the material off your body, his shirt following soon after. You smiled against his lips, knowing he knew you best, and would continue to know you best for awhile.
i still picture it (it's been a couple of months)
i swore in my head (this was the right thing for us)
but it's breaking my heart
it's breaking it off
"No! I can't do this! Not anymore." You ran out of the bedroom, tears falling from your cheeks and landing on the hardwood floor.
"Y/n, please we can talk about this." Zach came chasing after you, trying to calm you down and take the bag of your things from you.
"Zach, for the love of God! We can't just talk about this." You gestured between the two of you. "All we've been doing for the past month is 'talking' but really we're just screaming at each other and I'm done trying to fix what's so fucking broken."
"C'mon, you cant just run away! You're being so selfish!" His fingers gripped the counter, his other fist balling up tightly.
"You think I'm running away? You think I'm selfish? Let me tell you Zachary, I thought about bailing months ago, but I loved you too fucking much and I believed you when you told me we could work this out, I believed you when you said all relationships have their hiccups. This whole thing is a disaster and I'm tired of trying to fix this bullshit."
He swallowed hard. "You can yell and scream all you want, but it won't be at me anymore." He didn't say anything, just watched your shoulders shake with sobs as you slammed the door.
"Zach?" Jack's voice cut into Zach's thought of you.
"Mm? Yeah?" Zach pulled himself out of his zoned out state, looking back at Jack with sad eyes.
"You gotta stop thinking about her man, it's been months. You're only gonna hurt yourself more." Jack frowned. He hated seeing his brother in pain like this.
"I know." Zach repositioned himself on the couch. "I know it was the right move, us breaking up, but I keep seeing it my head. Her crying. Her leaving." He sighed, rubbing his palms over his face. "It really breaks my heart."
and now i'm afraid to say
i still do, love you, hate you
i still do, hate to love you
"Why does she have to be there?" Zach whined as Gabbie tightened his tie.
"Because Zach, you two may have broken up, but she is still one of yours and the guys best friends." She stepped back. "You don't need to spend the whole night with her, just say hi, but be civil."
"Love, Zach you guys ready?" Jack came inside the room, Lavender in his arms.
"Yeah." Zach said, very irritably as he pushed past Jack to the door.
"What's with him?" Jack asked, passing Lavender to Gabbie.
"He's mad 'cause he has to see y/n tonight." Gabbie said, bouncing Lav on her hip.
Jack walked around to his dresser, grabbing a tie. "I thought he wanted to see her? He talks about her all the time."
"He told me that he hates her."
i still do, want you to want me like i'm wanting you
The boys all filed into the limo and made their way to the dinner Jon was hosting. The car was quiet until Jack spoke up. "So Zach, how are feeling about seeing y/n?" He asked.
"I dunno man." Zach answered, rolling his back against the headrest of the seat. "I love her still bro. But I hate that I love her, and I hate her. Gah, I hate this."
Corbyn leaned forward in his seat, his hands folded in his lap. "Maybe you should just talk to her, you know, get some closure."
"She's probably gonna avoid me, but I can try."
You did avoid him for most or the party. You sat as far away from him as you could at dinner, left the living room when he entered to talk to others, looked anywhere but at him when he tried to make eye contact. But when he wasn't looking, your eyes were on him. You missed him, so much, but you couldn't let yourself go through that pain, not again.
Finally, Zach caught you. You were on the balcony with Christina, talking and looking over the city. The two of you turned around to find him standing in front of the sliding glass door awkwardly. He cleared his throat.
Christina glanced between you and Zach before saying "I'll let you two talk." She turned to you and placed her hand on your arm. "Come get me later if you want." You nodded and mouthed a thank you.
"Thanks Chris." Zach said as she passed him to leave you two alone on the balcony.
You turned away from him and examined the stretch of L.A. before you. You could feel him standing next to you, a little farther away than you expected him to place himself.
"Hi." He started, voice caught in the back of his throat.
"Hey." You didn't look at him at first. "What's up?" You continued, giving in and taking in his appearance. He looked good. But when did he not?
Zach kept his gaze off of you, knowing that if he looked you in the eye he'd be a mess. "I don't even know where to start. Um," He turned, his body now facing yours. "This whole, not being with you anymore thing is a lot harder than I thought it would be."
"Zach."
"I know it was for the best, that we drive each other crazy but-"
"Zach, it was for the best, and while I miss you like crazy and it's really hard and weird not being with you, I know that it'll get easier." You tried to keep your tone even and steady, although you could feel yourself wavering.
Zach debated weather or not to tell you that he loved you. That he hated you. That he couldn't live without you.
"You're right." He finally said. You nodded and gave him a sympathetic smile, knowing he was hurting just as much as you. You felt tears burning behind your eyes. Trying to hold them back you bit your lip.
"I'm gonna go say good bye to the boys." You said gently, wanting to escape before he saw you cry.
"Ok." Zach said, barley loud enough to hear. The two of you examined each other for a second too long before you turned away to the door, your heels clicking on the floor of the balcony. He watched the way you moved as you slid open the door and he kept his eyes on you as you walked into the house and out of his sight.
Zach let his head fall into his hands, rubbing his eyes with his middle and index fingers. He let out a long staggered breath, looking back to where you had just been. "Damn it."
oh i still do
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